"Hahahaha", the queen laughed happily in the back, she knew that her brother, as long as he said it, he would definitely do it.

The queen wrote several edicts in the dim light. When he had finished writing, he ordered the maid to send out two of the edicts.

Early the next morning, the queen came to the port in full costume, inspected the post with a pleasant face, and finally came to the military stove: "Send the order: all the grain is cooked." ”

At noon, all the soldiers ate silently, and everyone knew that the final decisive battle was coming.

After Luce led the remaining Eagle Knights to send all the dwarves away, three Aramanian gunners stood in front of the huge long-range artillery. All the shells were moved out, and the artillerymen silently loaded them.

The warships, which had been urgently salvaged and repaired, drove out of the Aran Gulf to attack the coalition forces in the distance.

"Knock knock!" The Arram let out a low roar, and the cannonballs flew and exploded as they landed on the coalition ships. The warship with its mast blown off swayed from side to side in the sea.

"Fight back!" With the order of the Supreme Commander of the coalition forces, more than 70 or 80 ships from the support of the coalition countries quickly organized a counterattack. Rows of naval guns roared, and iron shells mixed with stone balls covered the Aram battleship.

"Bang bang bang!" After a round of firing, one of the Arramic ships instantly cracked into a sieve, the planks and sawdust flew and the mast broke, and a fire broke out on the deck. The battleship tilted and sank rapidly, and even so, the battleship soldier still fired the last shot. The remaining Aran battleships seemed to have gone mad, pouring all the shells.

"Woo-woo," the horn sounded from one of the Arramic warships. The battleships turned their bows and quickly retreated into the bay.

"Attack! They don't have shells anymore! "The flag was waved on the command ship of the coalition forces.

Several ships equipped with large-caliber guns sailed out and headed for the Gulf of Arran. The huge cannon in the bow of the ship constantly bombarded the distance.

"Shipwreck!" A high-pitched sound sounded, and the Aran battleship, which had not fired a single shell, was scuttled by the sailors.

The iron cannon was sunk to the bottom of the sea, and these dreadnought battleships, riddled with shrapnel burns and potholes, came to the end of their lives and sank into the sea.

"Fire!" The dwarven-made cannon roared as it bombarded the incoming ships, and the shells exploded on the new metal-clad ships. The deck of the battleship was dented, then pierced, and the sea water poured in through the hole.

"Shoot back!" With the voice of the coalition commander, the large-caliber guns on the bow of these new ironclad battleships neighed, one after another flashed with bright oil, and the high-speed rotating shells bombarded the city walls.

The oak defensive shield hanging from the walls was shattered, and the heavy bricks were blown away by the force of the impact.

"Attack the walls!" The commander of the coalition forces, who was closely watching all this, issued a new order.

Several ironclad cannons correct their angles and fire at the same angle.

"Boom, boom!" Shells continued to attack the same position, and one by one the city fell around, until finally the walls of this section fell completely.

The cost was that one of the ships was sunk by a dwarven cannon.

In the eyes of the coalition commanders, it was more cost-effective, because ironclad ships were owned by many countries. It is acceptable to share the losses among each country. However, the walls of the kingdom of Syria were fixed, and every loss could not be made up for in a short time.

As several warships of the Union Navy pressed forward, the warships behind also followed into the Gulf of Arran.

After the destruction of this section of the wall in Syria, there was a shortage of firepower. The remaining ships of the Combined Fleet easily broke in.

The wealthy Combined Fleet was reloaded with tin shells, and countless tin shells were stuffed into the artillery, and without even deliberately adjusting them, they fired towards the distant batteries.

On the other hand, every shell in the Kingdom of Syria was extremely precious, and it was stuffed into the artillery by the Syrian artillery and corrected again before it was fired.

Therefore, it is far from the Combined Navy in terms of power and continuity.

The Aram Navy is fearless and loyal, but the reality is so cruel that there is

The cannonballs were concentrated on the dwarven cannons, and all the cannonballs on the walls were gone, and even the stone balls were fired by the cannons. And there are not many shells left in the dwarf cannons.

The Union Navy came up like a pack of hungry wolves, and the huge ramming angles plowed the Arramic shipwreck open. The Arramic shipwreck was scattered in the water like broken oak barrels filled with old wine.

With the artillery on the walls silent, the coalition forces no longer attacked the walls, but aimed their guns at the shipyard and the Gulf Harbor antler barrier to clear the way for the landing.

The dwarven cannon roared and fired the last shell, sinking a battleship approaching the shipyard. At this point, there was not a single shell available in the kingdom of Syria.

"Bomb the cannon!" The queen stood expressionlessly on the steps, giving orders to the gunners.

The gunners were silent and stuffed bundles of explosives into the iron cannons, fulfilling their last duty as artillerymen.

"Boom!" An explosion rang out in the harbor. And with the iron pieces of the dwarven cannons, the cast iron cannons, which embody the wealth and force symbols of the Aram Kingdom, have been extinguished in the long river of history.

The queen stood on a high platform and watched in silence, and the guards on either side held up their shields for their queen.

The cavalry took up swords and shields, and the artillerymen took up spears. All were silent and ready for their future.

"Landing Operations!" The coalition commander shook his head bitterly at the beautiful shadow on the city wall, although he had some sympathy for this Syrian queen, but war is war!

Under the cover of ironclad cannons in the distance, the landing ship rushed to the antlers, and the sailors picked up their rifles and jumped into the icy waters and charged towards the harbor.

The Arramic Defense Regiment stood on a high place and threw boulders, logs, at the coalition sailors. The coalition soldiers who rushed to the beach and landed were immediately killed and wounded.

"Toot toot," ironclad shells blossomed among the Aran Defense Corps, and countless soldiers fell in pools of blood. The platform was so potholed that the ground had been cut off a foot.

The assault and defense of the port lasted from morning to afternoon, and after the Allied artillery fire covered the ground and paid two-fifths of the price, they managed to capture the beachhead and continue to advance into the city.

And the Aramans used their flesh and blood to repel these invaders countless times. After paying a third of the sacrifice, he had no choice but to retreat and organize a new defense at the city gates.

And this battle lasted another day, and without artillery fire and anti-aircraft support, the Syrian soldiers, who endured hunger and exhaustion, engaged a dozen times the enemy. Under the uninterrupted siege of the enemy army resting in turns, the city gate was breached.

The Aram army engaged in street fighting with the coalition forces on the basis of street forts and houses. Every step of the coalition advance was accompanied by casualties and blood. Faced with the Alan army, which was reduced to pieces, the coalition commander had to send more squads to hunt them down. The Arramic defenders, who were constantly attacking the coalition logistics units, were well fed. As the coalition forces tighter the protection of the logistics forces, it became increasingly difficult for the Aramaic defenders to obtain supplies.

This street battle throughout the city lasted for three days.

In the end, less than 100 of the Aramanian defenders were pressed against the last wall, and in front of the wall was the Valley of Heroes at the main gate.

There are more than ten stone statues standing in the Valley of Heroes, mages, warriors, hunters, and knights. These Aramaic warriors were armed with the weapons of fame, and their expressions were different, and they were full of spirits and weapons.

And a larger statue facing the gate of the city is the founding emperor of the Aran Kingdom, the emperor of the ancient continent of Nilan, and the god ring of the reverse royal family owns - Alan. Emperor Alam held a war shield in his left hand, a divine ring in his right hand, and a long sword. With his mouth open, he looked at the mountains in the distance.

The queen looked at the statues and smiled, because she thought of Prince Os, who in his early childhood pestered his father and uncle, and every time he came to the Valley of Heroes to play. Climbers who are no taller than the statue's toes babble as they read the nameplates of these heroes.

"Her Majesty, Queen Aram! Do you surrender or not! The white-haired admiral, dressed in the white commander's uniform of the coalition forces, once again asked the queen to surrender.

"The king of Syria can only be defeated! Never surrender!

Born as an Arama, Died as an Aramaic soul! The kingdom of Syria endures forever! The queen cried out on the wall.

"Born as an Aramite, die as an Aramic soul! The kingdom of Syria endures forever! The remaining defenders swung their weapons and stomped their feet.

The white-haired admiral shook his head and saluted the queen. Then he slowly stood up and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Siege!" ”

"Knock knock knock!" The coalition forces pushed several artillery pieces out and bombarded the walls!

The wooden shield of iron on the walls shattered, and bricks scattered in all directions.

"Fight back!" On the ballista carts, countless bolts with iron spikes were fired towards the coalition crowd.

"Shield!" A shout rang out from the coalition forces, and countless sword-shield hoplites stepped forward and raised their heavy shields.

The huge impact of the crossbow arrows tore a gap in the shield array, and several soldiers were shot through by the crossbow arrows.

The heavy armor soldiers in the rear silently stepped up and raised their shields to fill the gap.

By the time the Aran ballista was fired, the coalition artillery began to roar again.

After several waves of continuous bombardment, cracks appeared in the walls, which had lost the protection of their defensive shields.

The coalition artillery corrected the direction of the shelling towards the crack, which gradually widened and turned into a large hole.

Dozens of death squad soldiers knelt down on one knee before the queen, and then flew from the city wall along the rope into the shield array, stretching out their short blades to strangle the shield-only soldiers.

The short blade wiped off the necks of the heavily armored soldiers, and rows of heavy armored soldiers fell to the ground, blood spurting out wildly in their necks.

"Bang bang bang", the coalition musketeers in the distance, aimed at these Aramaic dead soldiers and opened fire, preventing them from getting close to their own heavy armor.

With the destruction of the heavy armor, the shield arrays near several artillery pieces became weak.

With tears in their eyes, the Aram defenders put their bolts into the ballista. The precious time that these dead soldiers had returned was fired at the artillery below, and the few artillery pieces that had not had time to replenish the shield array were covered by the ballista's defense.

"Siege vehicle charge!" A deep voice rang out among the coalition forces.

Three siege engines, surrounded by swords and shields, slowly drove out and headed towards the gap in the city wall. The iron ramming against the gap shook the wall.

"Take care, Queen! The kingdom of Syria endures forever! The female guards bowed to the queen and led a dozen guards towards the siege engine.

The queen, who was extremely tired and tired, and her yellow face was thin, nodded softly, and watched the group of guards leave, then picked up a crossbow arrow, put it on the crossbow cart next to her, and aimed it at the soldiers below.

The guards did what the Arramic sergeants had done before: they rushed into the crowd and fought and were then strangled by more enemies.

The queen stood on the wall and watched silently, silently picked up the crossbow arrows and put them into the crossbow cart, and continued to shoot downward.

At this time, the queen's tears had dried up, her expression became numb, and the only thought left in her heart was: kill the enemy!

As the queen had fewer and fewer people around her, the already broken defenses of the city walls were breached.

The queen picked up the last of her crossbow arrows, turned her crossbow, and fired at the musketeers.

More coalition musketeers ran down the crumbling stairs of the wall, firing at the Arramic defenders at the battlements.

In the end, only the lone queen was left on the city wall!

The queen smiled at the white-haired admiral who was reading the surrender order in the distance, and jumped towards the Valley of Heroes.

His body was pierced by the long sword held aloft by the Emperor of Syria, and the blood flowed down the body of the sword to the ring, which was dyed red.

"Oh, my son," the dying queen fell into a deep sleep as she whispered the prince's name.

"Smack!" Emperor Aram's sword snapped......

Qin Hao watched silently, but he didn't know that when the long sword broke, an evil scream sounded in the endless place.

"Boom! I...... Free! ”